I used to punch holes in the sheetrock or slam my hand against the light switches hard enough to break them. When I sobered up the next day I had to repair the damage. Duh.
I threw apples against the kitchen ceiling once when my first wife and I were arguing. Spent the next day cleaning bits of apple off the ceiling, walls, and floor. With my second wife I always took my anger out on her cell phone since she was always calling male co-workers.
There was one thing though that I broke more of than anything else when I was pi$$ed. Someone else's heart and their trust.
Pause when agitated.